Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For

The revolution has abandoned you. You're on your own now.

The Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not get caught.

fueledbycoffee wrote:America has a long and hallowed tradition of irrational tax evasion and belligerence. We are the national equivalent of the Nac Mac Feegle. And we're the leaders of the free world. Damn, now I've scared myself shitless.

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For country and king
For cake
is on the wing!

The revolution has abandoned you. You're on your own now.

The Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not get caught.

fueledbycoffee wrote:America has a long and hallowed tradition of irrational tax evasion and belligerence. We are the national equivalent of the Nac Mac Feegle. And we're the leaders of the free world. Damn, now I've scared myself shitless.

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For country and king
For cake and other merry things!

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For country and king
For cake and other merry things!
Cucumbers

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For country and king
For cake and other merry things!
Cucumbers tripe

The smoke wafted gently in the breeze across the poop deck and all seemed right in the world.

Edward the Confessor was feeling like confessing to her priest who was sincerely happy about her sex change. Having entered the world of dancing, she knew that Eduardina would be an easy person to hear about that confession.

The night was cold and the moon was hot but the sun was milky toast.
Her skin, quite old, was tattooed blue and her nose smelled cheese on roast.
Her hair, maroon and plaited, trailed in the soup while she waited
And though hungry, she stayed at her post,
while a mongrel brayed in the distance being lost.

A minstrel approached your mom with songs
Wearing only leather (including thongs)
which was terribly uncomfortable.
His huge lute was barely portable.
While the mother
and her brother
and her father
(friend of Dan Rather)
glared
at Edward's bared
and thrice-ensnared
phototrope glands
while several metall bands
played heavy with their hands

And the minstrel spake
"All ye crowds, awake!"
For country and king
For cake and other merry things!
Cucumbers tripe will